New York City is a thousand miles away

And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's OK

Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down

'Cause they don't need a man like me in town

I pick cotton down on the Dixie line

Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime

But that's allright, that's OK by me

'Cause that's the way that it was meant to be



Big city, hard times don't bother me

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be



I don't like smoke chokin' up my air

And some of those city folks well they don't care

I don't like cars buzzing around

I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town

I like sunshine, fresh clean air

Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but

that's all right, each to his own

But one smell from the city

And this country boy is gone

Big city, hard times don't bother me

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be



Well, I don't want to even read about it



Let me tell you something, let me tell you true

What's right for me might not be right for you

Well, you live your way, I'll live mine

And I hope that your happy all the time

I pick cotton down on the Dixie line

Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime

But that's all right, that's OK by me

'Cause that's the way that it was supposed to be



Big city, hard times never bother me

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be



Let me tell ya, ... I said

Big city, hard times never bother me

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be

Ooh, that's my way, baby

I don't want you to even tell me about the big city

I don't want to read about it...